To be cringe is to be free. Now let me chew on you

She smiled when I wrapped my hand around her throat and started clenching in time with my thrusts while digging her nails into my hips. She can fix me, I know it.

It's for the bit, bro. I gotta commit to it. It's ragebait for the Chads, that's it. I swear I'm not trawling for a Mommy, bro. No, you can't look at my DMs. They're toxic, that's all. I don't have offers or rp threads. Bro, please, don't--

Open wiiiiiide. Say aaahhhhhh~~~

"You'd think doing that weight training was to be able to toss me around, but all it did is create more bumps and ridges for me to grind on. Keep your thigh flexed tight, darling. We'll start here, then move to your chest, then your bicep. You'll be covered with me by the time I'm done with you."

I want that one. Right there, under your chin, at the top of the tendon. In my mouth. Give.

Gross. We appreciate the heads-up.

There is plenty of squidge, lol. I just know my angles

How do you mean?